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In Celebration and Remembrance
Hey, you lot!
Welcome to my home, which I hope from now on you'll all consider your home, as well.
It's ours. All of this is.
The last time there was a party here, the guest list was assuredly the crème de la crème. Think fur-trimmed dress robes, nose-sculpting charms, potency potions, and catty New London gossip, far as the eye can see. And pure blood, of course. Purest you can find.
Now I look out and see something I've never seen here before. Purple-haired weirdos, people missing a limb or two, scars on parade, some seriously questionable accessorising, and tattered and posh robes in equal measure. I see muggle-loving weasles, muggleborns and muggles chatting with purebloods, and halfbloods everywhere. And the twisty part is, as I was looking about, I realised I had to think about it before I remembered who was what and who was who.
Possibly this is also because I've had a bit of champagne.
But what I'm saying is: we're all here together. Everyone looks pretty happy, even though there are still things to be gutted about.
Everyone we've lost would want us to celebrate, and raise a toast to them. And to ourselves, as well.
So, chin chin!
Now, who wants to come up to the roof and have a ride on Sinbad's flying motorbike?
Welcome to my home, which I hope from now on you'll all consider your home, as well.
It's ours. All of this is.
The last time there was a party here, the guest list was assuredly the crème de la crème. Think fur-trimmed dress robes, nose-sculpting charms, potency potions, and catty New London gossip, far as the eye can see. And pure blood, of course. Purest you can find.
Now I look out and see something I've never seen here before. Purple-haired weirdos, people missing a limb or two, scars on parade, some seriously questionable accessorising, and tattered and posh robes in equal measure. I see muggle-loving weasles, muggleborns and muggles chatting with purebloods, and halfbloods everywhere. And the twisty part is, as I was looking about, I realised I had to think about it before I remembered who was what and who was who.
Possibly this is also because I've had a bit of champagne.
But what I'm saying is: we're all here together. Everyone looks pretty happy, even though there are still things to be gutted about.
Everyone we've lost would want us to celebrate, and raise a toast to them. And to ourselves, as well.
So, chin chin!
Now, who wants to come up to the roof and have a ride on Sinbad's flying motorbike?
Re: Private message to Hermione
You're absolutely right about that. And what you said, about how we've let everyone mingle and it's already unbelievably different.
I wish they were here to see it. All of them. And I'm sorry I keep getting maudlin and wistful when everyone's having such a marvellous time. I promise I'm not really upset at all. I even laughed until I snorted tonight!
So, have your fun. If you don't break your neck, I'm sure you'll come up with something else to turn into a tall tale.
I do love you, Draco Malfoy.
Re: Private message to Hermione
I don't know. I'm not saying I've found religion or anything. I just think that they can.
And we lived a tall tale.
Maybe someday I'll write it all down. Because you know somebody will. Somebody probably already is. And they're bound to get hundreds of things wrong.
And you can help look it over, because you always keep me honest.
That's why I fell for you so hard, like a big, handsome oaf.
Oh, maybe I am drunk.